Sunday, April 06, 2014
It is actually one of my oldest acquaintances!
It came into my house in 1970, early in my first pregnancy. I bought it at K-Mart for $6.99.
It went up with me till the baby was born in August, then along with me, went back down.
It went up when I was divorced, and back down for my next wedding. Up during my second pregnancy, then down again. Up when I was widowed, and back down for another wedding. Up again when I was widowed again, and back down as I learned to live on my own. It went up when I retired and slumped into old age. It has carried me back down, as I made the effort to return to fitness.
During these 44 years, it lived with me in 8 different houses, and stood in the corner of my bathroom patiently waiting for my weekly visit. It's rubber feet have completely worn away. Spots of rust and bleach splashes have scarred its face.
How could I ever toss out this old friend?
It has always been there for me, if I needed to lose a few pounds or if I wanted reassurance that I was still beautiful.
I often read blogs by people who buy a new scale and set a new fitness goal. Then they voice frustration when the scale registers a .2 loss or .4 gain.
My old scale and I have no patience with such nit-picking measurements. If I weigh less than last week, this scale will show me. If I weigh more than last month, or last year, it's plainly shown on the dial. We continue to go along together, two battle-scarred old companions.
Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers.
Once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.
Friday, February 14, 2014
Here is the the touching "how we met" story of an acquaintance. www.baltimoresun.com/health/bs-hs-ca
Best wishes to all sweethearts on this special day!
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
The light turned yellow, just in front of him. He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.
The tailgating woman was furious, honking her horn and screaming in frustration. She had missed her chance to get through the intersection and dropped her cell phone.
As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window, and looked into the face of a very serious police officer. The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up.
He took her to the police station where she was searched, fingerprinted, photographed and placed in a holding cell.
After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. The woman was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.
He said, "I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind you while you were blowing your horn, flipping off the guy in front of you and cussing a blue streak at him. I noticed the "What Would Jesus Do" bunper sticker, the "Choose Civility" license-plate holder, the "Follow Me to Sunday School" bumper sticker, and the chrome-plated Christian fish emblem on the trunk..."
"So naturally, I assumed you had stolen the car!"
Wednesday, February 05, 2014
My daughter-in-law is a Girl Scout leader.
My son just sent me this picture of his exercise area.
How many of us could exercise effectively while gazing across hundreds of boxes of Girl Scout Cookies?
I'm glad I don't have to face the temptation!
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